She finally lost her front tooth at school after Daddy tried to for weeks! Just fell right onto her tongue while working at her desk! Isn't she adorable!
Daughter of the Most High King
Wife of Greg, Lewisville Firefighter
Mom of Gracie (8) & Wes (5)
Photographer
Volunteer
Art-lover
Reader
Church-goer
Friend, sister, & daughter
Because my own family is so important to me, I decided to create a home business and am blessed to be able to combine the priority of my family with my passion for photography. Thank you for stopping by and come back often! I would love the opportunity to photograph you and your family!
Mom: "Why don't you leave your tooth in your envelope to put under your pillow." Gracie: "No! Then I would hear you!"
Bubba The Music Man
"The Rangers are going to the World Serious!"
You know you're a mom when . . .
. . . you hear yourself saying, "And that's why we don't tie ourselves to other people!"
. . . the thought of life without kids or before kids is impossible to imagine. You truly can't remember what you did with all those hours before children! . . . your talking on the phone apparently sends out a signal to all your children to come directly to you and start asking you questions, telling you stories, or better-yet, the tattle-telling commences between them. . . . you find yourself repeating yourself constantly. . . repeating yourself constantly. . . . your kids are begging you to go home from looking at Christmas lights. . . . you figure out why your parents had the rule "no singing at the table." . . . you have to answer questions like "What does 'last week' mean?" and "Why did God make ants?" . . . you get the priviledge of seeing the inside of every restroom of every place you ever go; actually a great way to get ideas for bathroom renovations! . . . you rarely are in the bathroom alone. . . . your accountability partners are ages 3 and 5. . . . you find yourself going to the grocery store with a fairy and Spiderman. . . . forgiveness is practiced on a daily basis, especially for you. . . . you have to throw a birthday party for your dog - cake, hats, and gifts included. . . . you have to add "take a shower" to your to-do list. . . . you're the last one to eat; and you usually do it alone. . . . you're loading the kids into the car at the store at the exact same time the people in the car next to you need in their car-every time.
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